A Charming Brew by Roseau Robin

Author:Roseau, Robin [Roseau, Robin]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Robin Roseau
Published: 2015-10-27T04:00:00+00:00

Date Night

Ron and I made arrangements for the next evening. Somehow, and I suspect a certain little matchmaker had something to do with it, Phoebe Mathis found out about our plans, and I received a mid-afternoon phone call.

“You and Ron are picking up the brush tonight.”

“Yep.”

“Is there room for one more? I could use some time outside.”

“Sure. He said he’ll pick me up about 5. Can you be at my place by then, dressed for time in the woods? You’ll want gloves, too.”

“Sure. I’ll see you then.”

By the time they arrived, I was in outdoor gear. Jeans, work boots, and a flannel shirt. I had a jacket and gloves waiting near the door.

Phoebe arrived first, and she was dressed quite similarly to my choices. She smiled as I let her in. “We match.”

“I suppose we do,” I said.

“So, where are we going?”

“It’s all part of the great lesbian network,” I said.

“Another friend. Wait, wait. Don’t tell me. She’s a lumberjack.”

“Her family owns an apple orchard. Well, it’s more than an apple orchard. They have all sorts of things. It’s one of those pick your own places. They always have brush and dead branches and stuff. The bigger pieces get used for firewood, but the sticks and such aren’t useful for too much. But she keeps it for ‘projects’ as she puts it, and only mulches it when the pile gets too big. I called her this morning.”

“Gotcha. So, I understand congratulations are in order?”

“Excuse me?”

“You’re going to be a second aunt.”

“Ah. Lydia probably should have waited to announce it.”

“Are you kidding? She was just bubbling with excitement and couldn’t wait to tell.”

“What else did she say?”

“Only that she’s sure it’ll be a little sister, but it’s too early to see a bump or anything.”

“Merry is only a few weeks along,” I explained. “She isn’t really announcing it, but I suppose we didn’t tell Lydia that.”

“She was awfully excited,” Phoebe said. “She did say you’ve been lining up more help.”

“Merry wants to help at the party,” I said. “I don’t know about John, Lydia’s father. He’s kind of reserved. I’ve never seen him in any sort of costume. Merry hasn’t let her hair down that much in years, either, but I think she’s looking forward to this.”

“Does Abby need to make another costume?”

“No. Merry will pull something out of the attic or something, I suspect.” I laughed.

“What?”

“One year we were twin Elviras, although that wouldn’t be fitting for a school event.”

Phoebe smiled. “I’d like to have seen that.”

“It was a long time ago,” I said.

Just then, Ron pulled up, parking in the street in front of my house, the truck and trailer filling a good amount of the available space. I grabbed my jacket and gloves and ushered Phoebe from the house. By the time we were outside, Ron was out of his truck. Jenny his daughter, was with him. She looked at us, then past us, and then she looked crestfallen. “Lydia isn’t coming?”

I glanced at Ron’s truck. It was an extended cab.

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